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    I am drinking a glass of special wine. They always have a bottle for me. Not the usual stuff.

    The band is playing Guns and Roses...Knockin on Heavens' Door.

    At the bar a man...I will not call him a gentleman...is being unkind to his date. A comely lass in red hair. Look it up you illiterate snowflakes.

    I take another sip of my Jalapeno Sangria. I look at the dad bod before me.

    My left fist could hit his floating ribs and as he bends in pain, my right hand could pull back his voluminous man bun and slap him hard in tbe trachea ending his tirade. Or...or I could just hit him hard in the face, looping my arm around his neck and whispering a lullaby into his terrified ear like I've done so many times.

    Instead. I slap a Grant on the bar, grab my bottle and walk out into the western night...realizing and knowing that until blood is spilled...it is none of my fucking business.
    Gabriel Suarez

    Turning Lambs into Lions Since 1995

    Suarez International USA Headquarters

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    "I hate rude behavior in a man. Won't tolerate it."
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    Es una cosa muy seria. --Robert Capa

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    Quote Originally Posted by Papa View Post
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    "I hate rude behavior in a man. Won't tolerate it."
    My favorite quote from the entire book.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Papa View Post
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    "I hate rude behavior in a man. Won't tolerate it."
    That's why I stay out of bars or other places losers congregate.

    -- ML

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    Quote Originally Posted by Gabriel Suarez View Post
    I am drinking a glass of special wine. They always have a bottle for me. Not the usual stuff.

    The band is playing Guns and Roses...Knockin on Heavens' Door.

    At the bar a man...I will not call him a gentleman...is being unkind to his date. A comely lass in red hair. Look it up you illiterate snowflakes.

    I take another sip of my Jalapeno Sangria. I look at the dad bod before me.

    My left fist could hit his floating ribs and as he bends in pain, my right hand could pull back his voluminous man bun and slap him hard in tbe trachea ending his tirade. Or...or I could just hit him hard in the face, looping my arm around his neck and whispering a lullaby into his terrified ear like I've done so many times.

    Instead. I slap a Grant on the bar, grab my bottle and walk out into the western night...realizing and knowing that until blood is spilled...it is none of my fucking business.
    From the forthcoming book I suspect?

    Nice---look forward to reading more.
    **Mike Ronin on FaceBook**

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    **Out of destruction rises opportunity. We are only defeated when we give up. Never, ever give up. (Phil 4:13)**

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